1 And Job again took up the word and said,

2 If only I might again be as I was in the months which are past, in the days when God was watching over me!

3 When his light was shining over my head, and when I went through the dark by his light.

4 As I was in my flowering years, when my tent was covered by the hand of God;

5 While the Ruler of all was still with me, and my children were round me;

6 When my steps were washed with milk, and rivers of oil were flowing out of the rock for me.

7 When I went out of my door to go up to the town, and took my seat in the public place,

8 The young men saw me, and went away, and the old men got up from their seats;

9 The rulers kept quiet, and put their hands on their mouths;

10 The chiefs kept back their words, and their tongues were joined to the roofs of their mouths.

11 For when it came to their ears, men said that I was truly happy; and when their eyes saw, they gave witness to me;

12 For I was a saviour to the poor when he was crying for help, to the child with no father, and to him who had no supporter.

13 The blessing of him who was near to destruction came on me, and I put a song of joy into the widow's heart.

14 I put on righteousness as my clothing, and was full of it; right decisions were to me a robe and a head-dress.

15 I was eyes to the blind, and feet to him who had no power of walking.

16 I was a father to the poor, searching out the cause of him who was strange to me.

17 By me the great teeth of the evil-doer were broken, and I made him give up what he had violently taken away.

18 Then I said, I will come to my end with my children round me, my days will be as the sand in number;

19 My root will be open to the waters, and the night mist will be on my branches,

20 My glory will be ever new, and my bow will be readily bent in my hand.

21 Men gave ear to me, waiting and keeping quiet for my suggestions.

22 After I had said what was in my mind, they were quiet and let my words go deep into their hearts;

23 They were waiting for me as for the rain, opening their mouths wide as for the spring rains.

24 I was laughing at them when they had no hope, and the light of my face was never clouded by their fear.

25 I took my place as a chief, guiding them on their way, and I was as a king among his army. ...

1 Giobbe riprese il suo discorso e disse:

2 "Oh foss’io come ne’ mesi d’una volta, come ne’ giorni in cui Dio mi proteggeva,

3 quando la sua lampada mi risplendeva sul capo, e alla sua luce io camminavo nelle tenebre!

4 Oh fossi com’ero a’ giorni della mia maturità, quando Iddio vegliava amico sulla mia tenda,

5 quando l’Onnipotente stava ancora meco, e avevo i miei figliuoli d’intorno;

6 quando mi lavavo i piedi nel latte e dalla roccia mi fluivano ruscelli d’olio!

7 Allorché uscivo per andare alla porta della città e mi facevo preparare il seggio sulla piazza,

8 i giovani, al vedermi, si ritiravano, i vecchi s’alzavano e rimanevano in piedi;

9 i maggiorenti cessavan di parlare e si mettevan la mano sulla bocca;

10 la voce dei capi diventava muta, la lingua s’attaccava al loro palato.

11 L’orecchio che mi udiva, mi diceva beato; l’occhio che mi vedeva mi rendea testimonianza,

12 perché salvavo il misero che gridava aiuto, e l’orfano che non aveva chi lo soccorresse.

13 Scendea su me la benedizione di chi stava per perire, e facevo esultare il cuor della vedova.

14 La giustizia era il mio vestimento ed io il suo; la probità era come il mio mantello e il mio turbante.

15 Ero l’occhio del cieco, il piede dello zoppo;

16 ero il padre de’ poveri, e studiavo a fondo la causa dello sconosciuto.

17 Spezzavo la ganascia all’iniquo, e gli facevo lasciar la preda che avea fra i denti.

18 E dicevo: "Morrò nel mio nido, e moltiplicherò i miei giorni come la rena;

19 le mie radici si stenderanno verso l’acque, la rugiada passerà la notte sui miei rami;

20 la mia gloria sempre si rinnoverà, e l’arco rinverdirà nella mia mano".

21 Gli astanti m’ascoltavano pieni d’aspettazione, si tacevan per udire il mio parere.

22 Quand’avevo parlato, non replicavano; la mia parola scendeva su loro come una rugiada.

23 E m’aspettavan come s’aspetta la pioggia; aprivan larga la bocca come a un acquazzone di primavera.

24 Io sorridevo loro quand’erano sfiduciati; e non potevano oscurar la luce del mio volto.

25 Quando andavo da loro, mi sedevo come capo, ed ero come un re fra le sue schiere, come un consolatore in mezzo agli afflitti.